Sword of Coming

A small inn on the border, a mixed crowd tonight.

The young girl Yao Lingzhi's breathing became heavy after the five people walked out of the house.

This made her feel incredible.

Facing the fear of the young follower, it was more of an intuition mixed with many complex emotions. A weak woman faced a man with ulterior motives, a lower-ranking person feared the invisible power, and people with a good nature would naturally avoid ghosts. only.

But when Yao Lingzhi looked at the suffocation of the five people on the same floor, it was very intuitive.

In the same mountain forest, a rabbit and a deer see a tiger. In the same river, fish and shrimp meet dragon.

Yao Lingzhi has been serving as a frontier scout for three years. There have been two life-and-death battles where his life was hanging by a thread. Yao Lingzhi has never given in. Logically speaking, he shouldn't feel this way.

She is the most outstanding martial arts genius of this generation of the Yao family. At only fourteen years old, she has already reached the fourth level, and is expected to break through the bottleneck. No matter she is a fifteen-year-old fifth-level martial artist, or even a seventeen-year-old fifth-level martial artist, she can He deserves the word "genius". Looking at the Daquan Dynasty, whether it is the military or the Jianghu, Yao Lingzhi is a first-class jade. With a little polishing, she can shine. No one doubts that she can successfully enter the wind-controlling realm in the future and become a leader of the powerful town. Martial arts master.

There is no doubt that masters from the military are particularly lethal.

On the rivers and lakes, masters often fight against each other, most of which are well-matched contests. On the battlefield, what is pursued is that one man is in charge, and he is the enemy of a hundred or a thousand enemies.

Yao Ling clutched an object that looked like a silver ingot in his hand. It was the priceless military armor pill, and it was ridiculed as the "water puddle armor" and the "pond armor" by the mountain qigong practitioners. The Golden Crow Jingwei Jia is a veritable magic weapon of the Immortal Family. This is evident from the high expectations that the Yao family of the border army had for Yao Lingzhi.

The young retinue looked at the five people on the second floor, slapped the table, and feigned anger: "You're trying to scare me because of the large number of people?"

The young man said this with a smile on his face.

There were three tables of people in the inn and hundreds of fine knights outside. He probably felt a little shameless, so he couldn't help laughing.

Two tables of military elites who looked like retinues also started to enjoy themselves.

They didn't take the movement on the second floor seriously at all. Although the people upstairs were very powerful and even a bit shocking, so what?

Just a charlatan.

The Jianghu people of the Daquan Dynasty have long had their backbones broken. They are just a bunch of running dogs lying at the door of the temple, wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

And the person who personally broke and shattered the backbone of the entire world happened to be sitting at the wine table in the inn today.

Those who are good will not come, and those who come will be unkind.

The innkeeper's wife, nicknamed Jiuniang, did not relax because of Chen Pingan's appearance, but her mood became increasingly heavy.

The third master had already reported his name before, and the other party was still so aggressive. It was obvious that he came for the word "Yao".

Once a dispute arises, they are afraid that the other party will take the lead and the Yao family will be in trouble.

The old hunchback stood on the other side of the curtain and nodded to the woman.

The woman smiled bitterly. The other party was simply a drunkard who didn't care about drinking. Maybe he was just afraid that the world would not be in chaos and wanted to drag the entire Yao family into trouble.

She knew that the Yao family should be quiet in the current changing situation, but she and the inn could only tolerate it as long as they could. But it was difficult for her to persuade everyone on the second floor to go back at this time. People are kind and well-intentioned to help you, but you want them to be a coward. Women really can't do such a thing.

The green-shirted scholar asked in confusion: "Who are these people?"

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "You can't afford to offend a nobleman from the capital."

The scholar said oh and hesitated for a long time. Just as he was about to speak, the woman said helplessly: "Zhong Kui, I beg you, please stop making trouble. Things are very troublesome now and I am not in the mood to talk to you."

The scholar sighed and actually closed his mouth.

Chen Ping'an looked down at the lobby on the first floor and asked, "Isn't it unkind to bully a woman like the boss lady?"

The young retinue said with a smile: "I came out to do business and poured a few glasses of wine for my guests. Why did I get bullied?"

Chen Pingan pointed to the young man's heart and said, "Ask yourself."

The young man was startled at first, then he picked up the wine bowl, took a big sip, wiped his lips and said with a smile: "If Old Master Chu of the academy says this, I will definitely weigh it carefully. As for you, are you worthy?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The truth is the truth, who should say it? Aren't you just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong? I believe that as long as the fist is harder than yours, you will listen whether it makes sense or not, right?"

The young man nodded, "I heard these words, they do make sense."

Then he threw the wine bowl casually, raised his arm high, spread his fingers, and made a fist lightly, "Then let's see who has the harder fist? I want to see how many people dare to follow him in Daquan. I’m arm wrestling.”

The woman was worried that Chen Ping'an was young and energetic and took the lead in taking action. Then he would suffer a big loss and still be responsible for the loss. She quickly reminded her: "Young master, don't be impulsive. These people were ordered to leave the capital and have holy intentions. If you take action first, It makes sense and I can’t explain it clearly.”

The young retinue's eyes were gloomy, and he turned to look at the woman, "Shut up! What qualifications does a widow with broken shoes have to interrupt? Do you know who I am?"

The woman's face was ashen.

The young guard pointed at Jiuniang, then pointed at Chen Ping'an and others on the second floor, and sneered: "Yao Jiuniang secretly colluded with people from other countries and tried to rob the prison car. He committed a heinous crime."

The woman was so distraught that she finally yelled angrily: "Who the hell are you little bastard?!"

The young man pointed to himself and said innocently: "Me? Little bastard?"

He coughed, straightened his clothes, and said with a smile: "According to Mrs. Yao, Gao Shi is really an old bastard. Haha, do you think it's funny or not? When I get home, I must tell this joke to you." Gao Shi really listens."

The woman Jiuniang and the hunchbacked third master looked at each other, and their hearts were shocked.

Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen!

The only remaining Duke of the Daquan Dynasty is deeply relied upon by His Majesty today.

Daquan has been at peace for a long time, and the Liu family has been in Zuo for two hundred years. At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, foreign surnames were granted titles, and a total of three princes and seven princes were awarded. However, the ones who can inherit hereditary power are only Shen Guogong, and the rest have been defeated by their ancestors. He had earned his job with his life, but Duke Shen had only one son, a son of old age. He was Gao Shuyi, the Duke of Xiaoguo. This guy was famous as a domineering grandson in the capital. He was well-known in both the government and the public, and he caused great disasters time and time again by relying on his ancestors' influence. , but happened to be safe and sound again and again. His Majesty the Emperor was so tolerant towards Gao Shuyi that none of the princes and princesses could compare to him.

Therefore, there is a saying in the official circles of the capital that when the prince of a small country leaves the house, the earth will shake.

How could such a notorious disciple of Gaoliang participate in this trip south? Although His Majesty the Emperor treats Shen Guogong's lineage favorably, with His Majesty's wisdom, he will never act like this.

In the Daquan Dynasty, the person least afraid of getting angry is probably the lawless Gao Shuyi.

Song Xiao, a great general with outstanding military exploits and the Minister of War, could only call Gao Shuyi a bully after his eldest grandson was bullied by Gao Shuyi.

On the second floor, Wei Xian softly explained the background of Shen Guogong to Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an nodded, and just when everyone thought he was about to retreat, in a blink of an eye, he shrunk from the second floor to the small country's father.

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On the road outside the inn, a horseman sitting behind the groom was chewing dry food that was difficult to swallow, and occasionally picked up a water bottle and took a few sips.

He raised his head and saw a homing pigeon flying behind the inn. Immediately, someone rushed over, waiting for the rider's order. On this man's shoulder was a snow-white and handsome falcon. The rider waved his hand, "Ignore it."

The man quietly retreated.

The cavalryman was the first person to come to the inn to deliver the news. The coachman beside him stood up straight and did not dare to move.

An old man lifted the curtain and asked with a smile: "Your Highness, why don't you follow me into the inn?"

The man smiled and shook his head.

Self-discipline is a university subject.

Controlling people is not difficult for people like them who were born into an imperial family. They have been exposed to it since childhood and can learn from history.

There were two Qi practitioners sitting cross-legged in the vehicle, one old and one young, responsible for watching the heaviest prisoner being escorted to Daquan Capital Mirage City. The person who spoke to the cavalry was an old man wearing a purple Taoist robe and a fishtail crown. He held the end of a rope in one hand and a whisk in the other.

The prisoner's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood. He lowered his head and said nothing, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The golden robe was in pieces, with vajra-like objects nailed into his wrists and ankles.

In addition, a black rope was tied around his neck, and a section of the rope was held in the hands of the old monk.

The most miserable thing about the prisoner was that a flying sword penetrated his head between his eyebrows. The tip of the sword penetrated from the back of his head and was inserted into his head.

This felon is an orthodox mountain and water god. He was once a peak Qi practitioner in the Seventh Realm. In his jurisdiction, he was at least an Eighth Realm practitioner. He became a king and a saint in one of the mountains and rivers. Even against the Golden Pill in the Ninth Realm, Have the strength to fight. I just don’t know why I ended up in this situation.

In addition to the old man from Daomen, there was also a young woman in the carriage. She looked at the cavalryman with eyes full of admiration. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning behind it was unspoken.

The woman's appearance is only delicate, but her temperament is outstanding, and her skin is better than snow. Compared with the beauty in the eyes of ordinary people, she can withstand "careful scrutiny". After all, in the eyes of the mountain monks, beauty in the world is still a stinky skin in the final analysis. Roughness, various odors, and upon closer inspection, they are all flaws.

The cavalryman suddenly turned his head and looked towards the inn, seemingly surprised.

The old man showed a hint of surprise, "What an astonishing warrior momentum, and there are so many people in such a small frontier inn, so hidden dragons and crouching tigers? Could it be that the Duke of Xiaoguo really got it wrong, or that the masters of the Northern Jin Dynasty made a desperate attempt to kidnap the prisoners?"

The woman asked tentatively: "Do you want me to remind the Duke?"

The cavalryman shook his head and said with a smile: "Our feet are already on the border of Daquan. Unless the Yao family is plotting to rebel, there is no danger."

A light flashed in the eyes of the old man in Taoist robes, but he remained silent.

After a while, when the old immortal master was about to speak, the cavalryman had already jumped off the carriage and headed straight to the inn.

After the cavalry went away, the young woman from the Immortal Family on the mountain asked softly: "Master, if the young master of the country forces the Yao family like this, and His Highness does not restrain him, is it true that nothing will happen?"

The old man waved his hand and said: "Everyone in the world can rebel, except the Yao family. They have been loyal ministers of the country for a long time..."

A sneer appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth: "But it's addictive."

The prisoner still lowered his head and said with a happy smile: "When you talk about loyal ministers and pillars of the border, you actually treat them as a joke. Even if your Daquan Dynasty gains power for a while, what can you do?"

"How dare you speak so harshly!"

The old immortal master flicked his wrist, and the rope instantly tightened around the prisoner's neck. The prisoner trembled all over, gritted his teeth, and resisted to death without making any sound.

In the inn, a strange phenomenon occurred.

A man in white robe appeared in the lobby without warning.

Gao Shuyi, the young prince, sensed something was wrong and was about to retreat in fear, but as soon as he saw it, his shoulder was already grabbed by the man.

There were three people at the other table, except the eunuch who was still drinking and turned a blind eye to this.

Immortal Master Gao Guan and General Silver Armor had suddenly stood up and wanted to save Gao Shuyi, but they stopped each other.

Because there was a long scarlet sword from the second floor, hovering between the two tables, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Master Gaoguan.

The silver-armored general stopped and turned around to look. He saw someone on the second floor walking a few steps away. He was holding a knife handle with a smile on his face, and the narrow knife in his hand was about to stop.

The short man climbed over the railing and landed at the threshold of the inn on the first floor, as if he was going to block hundreds of riders outside by himself.

The rickety old man squatted on the railing, lowered his head with a smile, and stared at the calmest eunuch.

The middle-aged eunuch in the red python suit looks like he is no more than eighty years old. He is one of the martial arts masters of the Daquan Dynasty. He is known as the guardian of Daquan Imperial City. After he became famous, he has always been a ghost. There are no more strange rumors in the rampant Daquan Imperial City, and they have all disappeared.

However, the real power of this eunuch is that he recruited a large number of minions in the world and eradicated more than a dozen top martial arts sects in the Daquan Dynasty one after another. Within three years, a bloody storm broke out in the entire world. Regardless of good or evil, they assassinated the old eunuch many times, but without exception, he never came back.

There were two people sitting at the same table with the eunuch. The high-guan immortal master named Xu Tong was the current owner of Cao Mu'an, the number one immortal sect in Daquan. He was good at thunder magic and could command ghosts and gods for his own use. He was also an expert medical doctor and was proficient in alchemy. The elixir was something that the powerful officials of the Daquan Dynasty snatched up.

Xu Qingzhou, a silver-armored general, is one of the few top masters in the Daquan Army. He is less than forty years old and has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts. He carries a "big skill" sword on his waist, which is a valuable military weapon and can be said to be both offensive and defensive. , every time we are on the battlefield, we must take the lead and be invincible.

Gao Shuyi turned on his energy and struggled for a while, but to no avail.

Not only was there no fear, but his smile became even stronger, "Are your Yao family really going to rebel?"

The man slightly increased his strength. Gao Shuyi felt pain for a while, but still tried his best to maintain a smile.

The man said to him: "I am just a passerby. If you like to provoke me so much, then after killing you, I will just escape to the Northern Jin Kingdom. As for the Yao family and the Yao family, you can throw dirty water on me as much as you like. I can't control it."

Who believes this nonsense?

Gao Shuyi grinned, sweat dripping from his forehead, "Kill me if you can."

Chen Pingan stared at him.

Gao Shuyi whispered to Chen Ping'an in a very light voice: "Do you know that I fell in love with that mother and daughter? It's their luck. Otherwise, after the Yao family's house was confiscated, they would soon be sent to the Jiaofang Department. Now, you can have a taste of it by becoming an official prostitute who can do anything for others."

As soon as Mr. Xiaoguo finished speaking, Chen Ping'an punched him.

Hit Gao Shuyi directly on the forehead.

The force is so strong that it is like attacking a city with huge rocks.

Gao Shuyi's head swung back. Although a burst of colorful brilliance flashed from the jade pendant around his waist and instantly converged on his forehead, he still fainted on the spot from the punch and foamed at the mouth.

After the punch, cracks appeared on the amulet jade pendant.

Because his shoulders were always held by Chen Pingan, Gao Shuyi's head swung back and forth like a swing. Chen Pingan hit the man with his second punch.

A single move affects the whole body.

Snap.

The middle-aged eunuch put down his chopsticks heavily and said in a gentle voice: "Young man, that's about it."

Although he had a rather average impression of the wealthy young prince, he could not let Gao Shuyi be beaten to death right under his nose.

After the eunuch spoke out, the immortal master Xu Tong and the military general Xu Qingzhou were relieved.

But the man still didn't stop punching him.

Gao Shuyi's ancestral jade pendant suddenly shattered.

As the jade pendant shattered, Gao Shuyi came to his senses, his face flushed, his eyes bloodshot, and he said with a ferocious face: "You bastard, I must make you die with the Yao family without a burial place!"

The eunuch in a bright red python suit suddenly stood up and was furious. How many years had passed, and how many years later, would anyone dare to be so presumptuous in front of him?

The landlady screamed: "Stop!"

Chen Ping'an turned to look, and the woman shook her head gently. Her eyes were full of anxiety. She wanted to speak but dared to speak clearly, so she could only say vaguely: "Young master, if you have something to say, please sit down and talk slowly. I believe Mr. Xiaoguo." Just kidding us."

The middle-aged eunuch, who was furious and angry, closed the coffin and concluded: "There is no need to talk. You Yao family conspired with the Northern Jin Dynasty to rebel. It would be a pity to die!"

As he spoke, the eunuch put his fingers together and touched them on the table.

The sword gourd on Chen Ping'an's waist took out the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and smashed the pair of chopsticks that were as fast as lightning.

The third punch sent Gao Shuyi flying backwards. Wei Xian moved away from the door, allowing the body of the young prince to fall outside the inn.

The cavalryman just walked not far from the door and looked at the corpse on the ground. He was still a little stunned for a while, obviously he couldn't believe it was true.

Chen Ping'an turned to the woman and said, "Do you know why General Yao almost died in an assassination? Because you guys are so talkative. It's obvious that some people think that even if the old general dies, all the children of the Yao family will not dare to be angry or speak out."

The woman seemed not to have listened to Chen Ping'an's words, she looked dazed and murmured: "I'm dead. If I'm beaten to death by you like this, Duke Shen will definitely go crazy, His Majesty the Emperor will also be furious, and the Yao family is finished." "

The hunchbacked old man who worked as a cook in the inn was also at a loss.

The girl Yao Lingzhi was even more horrified.

In the inn, the only sound was the feeble reading of a little girl on the second floor.

At this time, the down-and-out scholar patted the woman on the shoulder. His back was obviously to Chen Pingan, but his voice clearly sounded in Chen Pingan's heart: "You just kill her, I'll bury her."